Harper,” he said. “Good to see you back.”
“Sir.”
We shook hands.
“Join us.”
I sat beside him.
Conversation stayed professional.
Operations.
Deployment rotations.
Nothing personal.
But awareness sat underneath it.
News traveled fast, especially when money, misconduct, and an active-duty lieutenant were involved.
No one asked me directly.
Professionals watched.
Then the atmosphere shifted.
Fast footsteps crossed the polished floor.
Then a voice.
“Harper.”
Evelyn.
I turned.
She crossed the ballroom in formal clothes as though she belonged there.
Richard behind her.
Chloe gripping his arm, eyes red, makeup
